Caleb/Colt

While I wanted to keep my shadows a secret, it is clear that I won’t win without the help of my powers. A protective barrier forms around the box, chopping off the fingers of the male who tried to snatch it away from me. His screams travel around the arena as I pick up the last box.

“Those of you who haven’t secured your place, kindly leave the arena. If anyone needs treatment for their injuries, the Royal Doctor will gladly help,” the head guard says. When only those who officially made it remain in the arena, he says, “The Games have now started! Inside your boxes, you will find a mask, a scent concealer, and a room key. From now on, your identities will be hidden from the general public. Each week, you will be subjected to a task. During the two months that the Games are held, we will test your strength, knowledge, endurance, among other things. Only the best male or female will become the next regent.”

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I knew I was dreaming the moment I found myself in a field of sunflowers. B